3: -2 manning the counter
full to bursting point with customers
skaip mix of burly truckers, teens, and a family er two
staking and handing out orders as fast as possible
trouble's boisterous truckers approach counter
recorder a ton of food, for here
recorder up in about 5 minutes
teen tables for them to sit at
reather move to the closed register and start to eat
skeep taking and filling orders, try to ignore assholes 2 feet away
s' happ durr such a small store next to the truck stop'
s' sumfin gregg ewno, 'swallow' not wanting to expand'
Pup walks what was once a man, i assume
akin like a shar pei, only looser
grey as pencil lead
shinken eyes, bald, not even eyebrows
3: -leeks like a stiff queef could knock him ever
webstarts talking, but i can' t hear his voice
Injuries to order food with little mere than a whisper
truckers drowning out deaths last wish
steath tries again, get past the sandiwch and-
s' HARHARHAR, bet she' ll think twice about cuttin off semis!'
steath is visibly frustrated now
3: -a little red rising in his cheeks as he makes his rrd attempt at ordering
re-'] Iledile with Cheese, Large drink, 2 p-'
re-' Yah, she smacked the center wall and spun out pretty hardy
Inhibs louder than needed to be
steath looks the truckers right in the eye
Elite you mind? I' m trying to eider?
s' What' s that, buddy? speak up! can' t understand you!'
39] would like to place my order, and y-'
steath visibly snaps, like something broke inside his person
in like a flash enlight, and lands a blow to
truckers diaphram, accompanied by a knee to the groin area
3: -trucker stopped , reduced to cradling his
Instruct buddy raises his hand to strike at death
reamer battle ensues
steath ducking haymakers left and right, not letting sfuckbuddy touch
3: -trucker crawling towards trash can, gasping for air
spells himself up halfway, and the can spills ever
Fraw sewage of burgers, soft drinks, fries, sauce packs,
ketchup, and salt covers trucker
3: -trucker adds to the mixture by blowing his entire meal out of his yak
steath still geeking every punch truck buddy threas
3: -trucker writhing in pile of sick and trash combo
Instruct buddy draws back his left, and with his right
steath grabs his right, twists, and pulls
3: -hear an audible 'POP'
arm at elbow, and lets truck buddy go down
Instruct buddy jeweling in pain, cradling his right arm
recommits on trucker from intense pain
stands up, uprights can
Innis he gonna clean this shit up? really?
ressembles with his button and belt, to no avail
Inesita on the can, without taking pants down
himself something fierce
jstinch like a buring jongton in a Jersey hair dresser and Tai Food
steath returns to the counter
splices food order, to go
skeet his stare as he places his order
was if daring me to call the cops on him
rel am in awe of this skeleton, this corpse ofa man
skive him a discounted price
she grins a deathless smile at me
Hells me he' s got cancer, lost a mountain during chemo
ffirst time he' s had appetite in months
t about to let 2 loudmouth assholes ruine it for him
Inbreeds ready, hand ever the bags
Instructors have snice vacated the premesis
steath offers a hand in cleaning the visceral filth from the floor
Indwell him not to werry, we can' t let him, thansk for the offer
Oneguy grabs a dirty tray and starts scooping up trash, puke, and shit
3: -i can' t believe this fucking guy..
arab a broom and dust pan, some rags, go out and help him, leaving
the other counter guy alone
screwd seems to not care now that fight is ever, continues ordering
with death about how truckers treat other customers like shit
stalk about some of the past happenings, reference the fat kid shitting
and puking in a canine the floor
ddamn, sirbrentcoe, i thought i had to put up with a lot of shit. that' s
realtek of disbelief creases my face
stude' s got stage 3 cancer, and he' s feeling bad
Indwell him any time he' s gotta get a burger fix, ask for me
3: -never see him again
snot sure if he died er not
3: -never judge a book by its Xever.